Sleepover with the 141
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Price: Your telling me, you asked Ghost to pick the movie!?
Soap: Yeah…?
Gaz: You know he’s gonna pick a horror theme one, right?
Alejandro: He’ll probably take that as an excuse to sleep next to Ghost.
Rudy: Gonna be “I’m too scared to sleep alone…”
Soap: Ye’ are all harsh, please
Ghost arrives: Alright, everyone. We are watching-
Soap: First of all, tell everyone ye’ didn’t pick a scary one, cause clearlyyy they’re all over their heads.
Ghost: I actually picked Annabelle-
Soap: Hm…?
Rudy: I mean… look at the bright side, you get to sleep next to Ghost now.
Ghost: I’m sorry?
Alejandro: He’ll get to scared to sleep alone and he’s gonna end up all over you
Ghost: … Soap?
Soap: Pft, idk what they talking about… le- let’s just play the damn movie.
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(3 in the morning)
Ghost looking around half asleep mumbling: What the hell…?
Soap: LT… did I wake ye’ up?
Ghost: Why is your leg on top of mine…
Soap: Funny thing-
Ghost: I can’t believe your scared over some stupid doll, Soap
Soap: DID YE’ EVEN SEE THE MOVIE?
Ghost: I did, and I’m peacefully sleeping
Soap: Says the one who wears a skull as a face
Ghost: We talked about this, Johnny
Soap scoffs and positions himself normally to sleep: Fine! Leave me to die
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(The morning)
Rudy waking up and noticing Ghost already up: Uh… Ghost?
Ghost with Soap all curled up hugging him as he sleep: Never saw this and I’ll give you a hundred
Rudy to sleep to even acknowledge: Deal
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Sleepy
Rodrick heffley X F!reader
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It’s Rodrick and y/n’s first sleepover
The sound of Rodrick's van honking outside my house instantly excites me. Tonight is our first-ever sleepover. I grab my bright pink duffle bag and bound down the stairs, where I find my mom in the hallway giving me a concerned look.
"Y/n, you be careful. I don’t want you getting into any nonsense," she advises.
I nod, blow her a kiss, and then smile at my dad who's practically glaring at the beat-up van with 'Löded Diper' amateurly spray painted across it.
I leave the house, shivering in the cold air, and start walking towards the van. Rodrick jumps out at the last minute, eagerly opening the door for me before wrapping his arms around me, then hopping back in.
I step into the van and chuckle at his hurried behavior.
"What's got you in such a hurry, Roddy?" I ask.
"You know your dad creeps me out," he admits as he steps into the car and leans over to give me a quick kiss, letting out a contented sigh.
"Mhmm. I missed you so much," he murmurs.
"Did you miss me or just my lips?" I ask playfully.
"Both," he answers, giving me a sly smile and booping my nose before starting up the van.
Rodrick practically drags me into his house. When we get inside, I try to greet his mom and Greg, but Rodrick is pulling my hand up the stairs, so I just give them a sorry smile and follow him. Once we're in his room, he gives me a hopeful smile.
"So, what now?" he asks.
"I don't know, Rodrick. What do you wanna do?"
He sits down on the edge of his bed.
"How 'bout we put on a movie or something?"
And that's exactly what we do. He selects some obscure emo film, and I lie down next to him, resting my head on his chest.
Eventually, the air grows heavy with sleepiness, and the movie loses its appeal. I sit up and look at Rodrick, paying close attention to his expressive eyes and fluffy eyebrows.
"Hey, can I sit here?" I ask, straddling his stomach.
"Mhmm," he says, his hands instinctively finding my waist and toying with my pajama pants from Victoria's Secret. I lean in close, running my thumb over one of his eyebrows, watching the arch in awe.
"You have great eyebrows, Roddy," I say with a touch of amusement.
He chuckles, his hands moving up to my stomach, giving me a gentle squeeze.
I can tell he's getting tired, and I am too. I run my fingers over his eyelids, gently coaxing them closed. I trace over his nose and brow bone, until after a few minutes, I hear his breathing soften. He's asleep, and so should I be. I reach to turn off the light and lay my head down on his chest, listening to the comforting rhythm of his heart.
A/n: this is my first fic on tumblr, please don’t bully me and please request. I will probably write for Rodrick, jersey shore, shameless, and umbrella academy, but I’m open to requests on anyone
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